Elena’s Pov
“Elena,” I heard a voice call my name through the rain, and I looked up, surprised. “Get in the car now. You’re soaked.”
I stood slowly, water dripping from my hair.
“Gabriel, what are you doing here?” I asked, voice trembling from the cold.
“Clara cried all morning for you,” he said as he took my suitcase. “She wouldn’t eat or sleep, and I promised her you would come back because I can’t lie to her anymore.”
“I sat here for three hours,” I said, tears mixing with rain on my face. “The bus came twice, but I couldn’t get on because Clara’s face kept flashing every time I tried.”
He stepped under the shelter and pulled me into his arms as I trembled hard.
“Come home. We’ll tell the truth to whoever needs to hear it and face the mess together because I love you, and Clar
